Dani:
I woke up way before everyone else the next morning.
It was Thanksgiving, meaning I would spend the day bustling around the kitchen. My apron was tied loosely around my waist, and the smells of roasted turkey, cinnamon, and spices filled the air. Despite the storm of the wedding and chaos we had been swept up in with the town, today was for something different—something that, for at least today, could bring some peace amidst the mess, something I hadn't gotten to experience since Grandma passed away.
Ryan and Julian had come into the kitchen after the sun came up, offering help, though it was mostly to keep me company.
Julian was attempting to chop vegetables, and I'm pretty sure he had no idea what he was doing—though it was entertaining to watch. On the other side of the kitc
